The only reason I can come up with to explain this bizarre relationship is that it was my first opportunity to really let the less-than-nurturing part of my childhood manifest in all its hidden glory.
I can’t even remember how it started. I do remember him running through the halls of high school (as a senior), yelling out my name but purposely mispronouncing it. (At that age, does teasing still mean a he likes you?)
I also remember that two weeks into our quickly and intensely codependent relationship, I first heard whisperings of him cheating. (There is truth Read more